The word in the English language that seemed to most perfectly describe my sister at that moment was "ratfink." I had given here the wand, made her dreams come true, and the first thing she had done with it, after setting the kitchen on fire, was rat me out. I just barely restrained myself before wishing her to reveal her true rodentine nature by growing fur and a tail. As it was, I gave her a freezing look and she scurried away, hopefully thinking how stupid it was to piss off someone near-omnipotent.
"Mother" I said "This is Haley. I am a lesbian, and Haley is my girlfriend. Maybe next time you could knock."
"Hi" said Haley.
"Young lady" said Mom, in her "frightening" mode, "I don't know how you got here, but I think you need to go home. Should I call your mother, and have her pick you up?"
Haley looked at me and I gave a quick nod. We both knew that Haley's mother was reasonably cool with us being a couple. I silently wished that Haley's mother wouldn't wonder how Haley had gotten here.
"And as for you" Mom turned to me.
I wished that she would stop while I figured out what to do. She did, but at that moment Dad showed up, attracted by the commotion.